129: Chapter 127 Effects

Chapter 127 Effect

The water ghost was only about 1.6 meters tall, with a hunchbacked figure and a body covered in wet, sticky scales.

Its pair of bluish, protruding eyes were as large as eggs, and its entire body exuded a damp, violent aura.

Ren Chuan kicked the heavy iron cage, causing the water ghost to let out a low hiss.

" This fellow's strength is probably comparable to the Scarecrow, and it is not weak either. "

" If it were fighting in the water, its combat power would likely surpass the Scarecrow. "

" However, if it fights in this arena, the strength it displays shouldn't be too strong, so we can use it to test things out. "

" I'll play with it. "

Wang Ting walked directly up to the iron cage.

The water ghost inside shrank back, its eyes revealing a fierce light.

Ren Chuan, Feng Bo, and Xiang Nan subconsciously glanced at one another, all wearing expressions of as expected.

The leader likes to kill, so we have to worry more on his behalf.

Wang Ting did not know what his subordinates were thinking.

With a single thought of his mind, the bone cage of the Tyrant Arena emitted a clicking sound, resembling loosening skeletons, and slowly opened a large gate.

Just as the introduction of the creation called the Tyrant Arena stated, as the owner of the Tyrant Arena, after completing the exchange, Wang Ting naturally forged a special and extremely close connection with the Tyrant Arena.

This feeling was as if the bones and flesh that cast the Tyrant Arena were born from his own blood and bones; he could perceive its condition and control it.

Wang Ting grabbed the iron cage.

Something weighing nearly a thousand catties was lifted up by him just like that, effortlessly.

Wang Ting dragged the water ghost directly into the Tyrant Arena.

The water ghost inside the iron cage struggled for a while at first, but upon sensing Wang Ting's approach, it now curled up to the side like a frightened beast, not daring to initiate a battle easily.

Its posture was extremely guarded, staring intently at Wang Ting.

Wang Ting did not care about the water ghost's current state.

After he entered the Tyrant Arena, the arena closed completely, turning into a sealed killing ground.

The iron cage was opened by him, and the water ghost darted out from inside.

" Roar! "

The water ghost let out a sharp roar, baring its sharp fangs, hunching its body, and arching its back like a wildcat about to launch an attack.

Suddenly, it pounced towards Wang Ting, turning into a black shadow heading straight for Wang Ting's face.

Watching the water ghost pounce, Wang Ting directly slapped out with a large hand, just like casually waving away a palm strike.

With a single slap, the water ghost was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the bone cage with a clatter.

[ Water ghost cataloging progress: 18% ]

The water ghost's strength was indeed not bad, but compared to the current Wang Ting, it was simply like a child hitting an adult.

Soon, the water ghost struggled to its feet, still wanting to launch an attack.

Wang Ting, however, had no mind to slowly entangle with it; he wanted to see the effects of this Tyrant Arena.

Therefore, taking advantage of the water ghost's charge, the vine skull tyrant blade already appeared in his hand.

He swung the blade upward, directly hacking towards the lunging water ghost.

The water ghost crashed into the blade edge and was instantly split into two halves.

Fresh blood spilled all over the ground, and the two halves of the corpse hit the ground with a thud.

[ Water ghost cataloging complete, gained 150 monster points ]

As the battle ended, the blood from the water ghost's corpse on the ground slowly seeped into the base of the Tyrant Arena, completely absorbed by this platform intertwined with bones and flesh.

Visibly to the naked eye, the flesh and blood on the arena began to slowly wriggle, and strands of red threads resembling tentacles extended from the arena's platform, piercing directly into the water ghost's corpse.

Soon, the wriggling flesh and blood submerged the water ghost's corpse, dragging it to the core position of the arena to digest it bit by bit.

As the water ghost vanished, Wang Ting felt the extraordinary factors around him become dense, pouring into his body bit by bit.

A trace of warmth flowed through his entire body, as if he were soaking in an extremely comfortable hot spring all over.

This feeling came quickly and left just as quickly, disappearing in a short amount of time.

Wang Ting carefully checked his own changes and found that his body had indeed grown a trace stronger.

He carefully perceived the magnitude of this enhancement; to him, it was merely a drop in the bucket, but for an ordinary warrior, this enhancement magnitude was no less than the effect of meticulous training and polishing of the flesh, and the improvement effect might be equivalent to two weeks to a month's worth of training.

A person's training has limits.

After continuously training for a week, two weeks, or even several months, once a certain degree is reached, it is very difficult to improve relying solely on training.

However, the Tyrant Arena was different.

As long as one could keep killing, before reaching the arena's limit, one could continuously grow stronger.

Everyone looked at the bizarre scene happening inside the Tyrant Arena, and the shock in their hearts was unimaginable.

A living monster was slowly swallowed up by this Colosseum intertwined with bones and flesh.

Even though it was a monster that died, this still gave them a trace of desolation.

Without waiting long, Feng Bo's squad returned bringing back four Parasitic Fungus Vines.

The Parasitic Fungus Vines were all stuffed into iron cages and hauled over by truck.

Feng Bo was already at the strength of a secondary limit-breaking now, and his overall strength was not weak to begin with.

Although the Parasitic Fungus Vines were considered ferocious, taking them down was still within expectations for him.

Low hissing sounds continued to echo.

Wang Ting walked out from inside the Tyrant Arena, swept his eyes over the crowd, and asked, " Who wants to go up and try? "

" Reporting to the leader, I want to try. "

The first one to shout out turned out to be Xiong Yuan behind Bai Shou.

Upon hearing Xiong Yuan's words, Bai Shou showed a look of astonishment, thinking to himself, " Good grief, Xiong Yuan, you thick-browed, big-eyed fellow, you actually want to make progress at a time like this. "

Xiong Yuan was stared at by his companions, but his expression remained unchanged.

The leader was already here; if they didn't work hard and make progress now, when would they?

Fighting monsters was not something they hadn't done before.

Wang Ting nodded slightly.

Having ambition was a good thing; if the newly joined people didn't want to make progress, how could they draw closer to the Outpost Camp?

" Give him a blade. "

Feng Bo took a machete from one of the Guard Team members beside him.

This machete was specially used to hack away blocking vines, so the blade body was longer than a dagger, about the length of a forearm.

The edge was polished to a dazzling, mirror-like shine, and cutting a hair blown across it was definitely a breeze.

Xiong Yuan took the machete, grinned, and said sincerely, " Thank you, Captain Feng. "

He strode into the cage.

Within this bone cage arena, although Xiong Yuan knew this place was controlled by Wang Ting, his heart still felt creeped out.

That feeling wasn't like walking into an arena, but rather like walking into a coffin built from white bones, eerie and gloomy.

The platform he stepped on beneath his feet not only possessed the hardness of bone, but also a trace of the suppleness of flesh and blood.

Feng Bo waved his hand, and his subordinates immediately understood, throwing one of the Parasitic Fungus Vines contained inside the cage into it.

The cage was not opened directly; a circle of rope was still wrapped around it.

" Hey, fatty, untie the rope yourself. This thing's vines can extend. "

" Alrighty. "

Xiong Yuan's gaze locked tightly onto the Parasitic Fungus Vine, and at this moment, a hint of ferocity appeared.

Holding a knife in his hand, he finally revealed the true appearance of a ferocious bandit.

Among those who roamed the wasteland, who didn't have a few lives on their hands?

A monster's life, a fellow human's life—anyway, anyone who could pick up a blade was no good person.

The sincerity just now and the bowing and nodding now were all because he wanted to make progress.

He strode forward, aiming the sharp machete at the rope tying the iron cage.

With a slash of the knife, the rope on the cage immediately slipped away.

With a bang, the Parasitic Fungus Vine had already slammed into the door of the iron cage, instantly smashing the cage door open.

Xiong Yuan took a step back, his gaze staring intently at the Parasitic Fungus Vine like a hawk.

At this time, the Parasitic Fungus Vine groped its way out, let out a shrill hiss, and instantly lunged towards Xiong Yuan.

Seeing the Parasitic Fungus Vine pounce, Xiong Yuan did not panic in the slightest.

No matter how poor his skills were, he was still a person who had broken limits once.

" I can't let you show off your might; I still want to put on a good performance. "

He lunged forward to meet the Parasitic Fungus Vine, as ferocious as a hound.

He swung his blade fiercely to hack at the Parasitic Fungus Vine, which first wrapped around his arm.

However, he showed no dodging or struggling at all; instead, he pulled it close with a yank, and the machete in his hand violently chopped down from top to bottom.

With a muffled swish, a third of the Parasitic Fungus Vine's body was chopped off by him, and it let out an even more miserable screech.

Seeing that huge maw about to bite onto his arm, Xiong Yuan suddenly spun around, slamming the Parasitic Fungus Vine onto the ground.

With a muffled bang, the Parasitic Fungus Vine was slammed so hard its vines loosened, and he directly thrust the machete into its body.

The blade instantly pierced through the core of the Parasitic Fungus Vine, which thrashed about once and then went completely still.

Xiong Yuan's kill was clean and neat.

Soon, following the death of the Parasitic Fungus Vine, the blood on the platform began to wriggle again, wrapping around the corpse of the Parasitic Fungus Vine bit by bit.

This change gave Xiong Yuan a fright.

No matter how many times one saw it, no one could ever get used to this feeling of being devoured.

As the corpse of the Parasitic Fungus Vine was devoured, a warm current surged into Xiong Yuan's body.

He shivered suddenly.

Under the infiltration of this warm current, his body was growing stronger bit by bit, and the minor wounds scratched onto his arm by the vines were actually healing slowly in a state visible to the naked eye.

An expression of pleasant surprise immediately appeared on his face as he shouted to the crowd outside, " It really works! I can feel my muscle strength getting stronger! "

Xiong Yuan accepted the enhancement for a full three minutes.

Three minutes later, he walked out of the Tyrant Arena, radiant and full of spirit.

He carefully described his feelings, and his attitude towards Wang Ting became even more respectful—because he knew that this leader of his was not only powerful in strength, but the extraordinary items he held in his hands were even more miraculous than those of ordinary towns.

" If I am given a few more fights— — — — 8 times? No, no, no, 5 times! I will definitely be able to break through the secondary limit! "

" Enough, enough, brother, it's my turn. I want to try it out too. "

Seeing that Xiong Yuan had fought his way into prominence and gained enhancements after killing the monster, the people on the side were somewhat unable to hold back anymore.

Bai Shou was thick-skinned enough not to care that he was a secondary limit-breaking warrior, and at this moment, he also stepped in front of the crowd.

Wang Ting nodded.

" Have people try out the remaining few Parasitic Fungus Vines. "

After testing the effects of the battles with the several Parasitic Fungus Vines, Wang Ting and the others gradually figured out the pattern.

Depending on the strength of the monster and the intensity of the fight, the enhancement after each combat actually fluctuated.

But even the worst one reached one-fifth of the efficacy of an enhancement potion.

The more intense the combat, the more it seemed that the entire Tyrant Arena would resonate with the person fighting inside.

In the process of battle, the conquest had actually already begun slowly.

However, the ultimate enhancement occurred at the exact moment the monster was killed; after swallowing all the flesh and blood, the monster's flesh-and-blood essence completely poured into the body.

Enhancement requires a process.

That a normal warrior can hardly endure continuous combat is only one reason.

An even more important point is raising the body's tolerance limit: after repeatedly depleting the body, although a warrior can strengthen themselves by continuously killing monsters, accepting enhancements back-to-back easily pushes the body to its tolerance limit, thus requiring a period of rest.

Even so, the utility of the Tyrant Arena was immeasurable.

Feng Bo said excitedly, " In the future, we can capture Parasitic Fungus Vines in batches and let members of the Guard Team and militia take turns training. "

" Polishing the body, hunting monsters, and taking turns in order—the strength of our Guard Team members will receive rapid improvement. "

Although Feng Bo's idea was just starting out, he already had a plan in mind for how to take turns and how to train.

Wang Ting nodded and agreed to the matter.

To him, maximizing the utilization efficiency of the Tyrant Arena was not only about strengthening his subordinate Guard Team, but also meant that he was stamping an ideological imprint onto his armed forces.

While the Tyrant Arena would not forcibly change the thoughts of his subordinates, with step-by-step enhancements, that power originating from the bloodline would make them even more convinced of him as the master of the Tyrant Arena.

" Ren Chuan, transport those three low-level anomaly-type fish species over to me. After I kill them, we'll have a feast for everyone tonight. "